cymry | focus

i'm feeling in need of direction today. everything is roiling, confused, in turmoil, waiting impatiently for a channel, a conduit towards reality.

enough is enough, i need to pick up my writing again. while the fanfics are a step in the right direction (at least i'm writing, yes?) they're not, at least for me, real writing. i need to pick up one of my stories, the ones that run on for pages and pages, the ones i've poured so much of myself into over the years. i can focus, maybe. but first, i need to pick which one to focus ON.

enough fooling around, already.

and on another note, last night's concert (Vienna Teng with opening act Lily Frost) was excellent, despite the horrible venue (i hate Petit Cafe Campus. i hated it when i saw Lacuna Coil there, and i hated it even more last night, when we had trouble hearing the piano and guitar for the loud thumping and squeeking from upstairs. it sounded like my apartment with my old neighbors...). there's something fascinating about watching that woman's fingers dance over a keyboard... i even managed to pick up the newest CD (despite significant lack of funds) which just happens to have my favorite song on it (which makes no sense).

meh. just gotta get through the week.